Katie looked over at his smile, at his laughter, and it hurt more than anything he'd said or done to her thus far. Even putting her in this cage. Her eyes filled with tears suddenly and she dropped the bread on the plate before pushing up and moving to the cot again, the action quick. She didn't want to ruin the moment, but she couldn't help it. Seeing him smile, hearing him laugh, it felt like someone had stabbed her.
"You wouldn't give me whiskey anyway." she whispered, facing the wall as she braced one hand against it, not wanting him to see her cry this time.